Sunday to Wednesday

Sunday wondered about Wednesday,

Could his gruff and resigned exterior,

Shield, a stroll to the picnic interior?

Could there be,

Hidden beneath Wednesday’s mid-week hump,

A deeply serene soul more to her liking?

This was something she had to see

So she tried tempting Wednesday’s eye

With her tipple flexi-time smile

But Monday gruffly warned Wednesday

‘She only wants you for you length’

For as all the other days  knew

Wednesday simply was the longest day of the week.

Monday  convinced Wednesday he was in no need

Of Sunday’s implied tweaking.

Though Wednesday was indeed sorely tempted

He yielded to his leaders demands

To remain stoically centred.

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